Scattering Seeds…

This evening is the end of a good day. It began with a reminder from one of my readers about the 2nd anniversary of a special meditation class I previously attended. The timing is such that I am no longer able to participate, but by chance, today I could. It was a gentle and joyful experience and restimulated my original attraction to this group.

Reminders of heartfulness were popping up in several corners. Wendell Berry’s poem The Peace of Wild Things is a favorite and I have used it here a few times. However, today, at the Forest Bathing Studio, Emma played this short video created by the On Being program and featuring Wendell Berry reciting his poem in an animated backdrop. I found it delightful.

The Peace of Wild Things

It was comforting to be outside and to notice and feel the warmth of the sun and listen to the ice melting. Sparkles everywhere lifted my spirits and I was inspired by a profound James Crews poem, featured on my friend Janice’s website.

Heart Poems

I suggest you click the link on Heart Poems so you can see the commentary. You won’t be disappointed.

Losing Heart by James Crews

It’s not like misplacing the car keys

or forgetting your mother’s address.

You know it’s impossible to actually lose

the heart working so hard in the chest,

resting for only the slimmest of instants

between beats. Yet you wake some days

patting empty pockets, digging through

every drawer in the house, searching

under the bed and couch. In the space

of a night, the hope that burned bright—

flowing like a medicine in your veins—

can drain from the body, leaving you

bereft in bed and getting up only

to bathe yourself in the sickly light

of the fridge, the glow of screens.

Yet you can trust that the heart never

goes far, never abandons you for longer

than you can handle. You might be

driving to work one stormy morning,

scowling at every car that passes you

when it happens again—that sudden

leap in the chest as you see the rain-

slick blacktop shining blue in places

where it gives back the sky, and then

you’re anchored again in that faithful

rhythm by which you love the world.

Spreading Seeds

Today I am simply scattering seeds on this page. True, mostly poetry, but look below and see the luscious spring flowers from Gabriola Island, and also what May Sarton has to say about idleness, or what I prefer to call restfulness or moodling time.


Importance of rest:
“I always forget how important empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. A day when one has not pushed oneself to the limit may seem a damaged, damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable thing one can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room.” May Sarton,   Journal of a Solitude


1:) I invite you to look for flashes of beauty this week. As Johann Wolfgang von Goethe suggests: “One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”

2:) It is shocking to me that I have encouraged my Ottawa family to get my granddaughter Sophie a dog. I know nothing about dogs and I didn’t want a dog but here I am, looking forward to meeting Sasha, in April. She is a  medium Australiandoodle and will be about 40 pounds, for all you dog people. Looks like a great companion for Sophie and I suspect a wonderful asset for the entire family. In fact, we are all excited now.

3:) Speaking of dogs, I am now blushing thinking of what I am about to post. A short video called So God Made a Dog. This is thanks to my friend Nancy who is a dog lover and who has a beautiful dog, Levy, whom I grew attached to in spite of myself. Enough already. That’s it. No more talk of dogs on this blog.With the exception of the video. haha So God Made a Dog

4:) Thinking of you all, wherever you are, and sending all my best wishes, hopes, and love across the miles. Thank you for coming by here and for all your lovely emails and comments. Warmly, Trudy

5:) The banner photo is from a small tropical greenhouse I recently discovered in Ottawa and the pink flowers are Japanese double cherry blossoms, from Gottfried on Gabriola.

6:) Links for Ikigai and Illness print copy.

10 replies
  1. Carol Ingells
    Carol Ingells says:

    Thank you for the gifts of this blog, Trudy–the poems,
    the video about dogs, and the flowers from Gottfried. Each aspect enriched my rather tattered self tonight.
    Thank you again!

    • T Boyle
      T Boyle says:

      Thank you Carol. I am happy to hear that you found some encouraging words here.How lovely to hear from you. Warmly, Trudy

  2. Patti Morris
    Patti Morris says:

    Oh my goodness Trudy, the joy in your post is palpable. I love it … and love and admire you! I particularly LOVE the James Crews poem, also. It went straight to my heart. I am soaking in this beautiful little mountain town that I am so thankful to be in and per your last posts, have been taking note of all the wonder around me! Thanks for reminding us to watch for the flashes of beauty that surround us.

    • T Boyle
      T Boyle says:

      Dear Patti. What delight in your note. Thank you for this joy-filled note. So happy that you are enfolded in nature’s beauty and awestruck in the Rockies. Big hugs, trudy

  3. Jean derbyshire
    Jean derbyshire says:

    Beautiful bedtime reading for me.i am sure that doggie will steal your heart.time for a moodling day for this cupboards and stuff in my genealogy, ukulele studio tulips are two inche high along the back of house and Johnny jump ups are springing out every where in my garden. I usually just let them grow naturally.i hope your week is good,dear friend.

    • T Boyle
      T Boyle says:

      So easy to recommend your site for poetry lovers, Jan. Enjoy your time in sun for the next two weeks. Big hugs, trudy

  4. Nancy
    Nancy says:

    To my dog lover at heart!
    Beautiful post…every single word. Love the James Crews poem.
    Have a spectacular day my friend.
    With love and dog ear scratches!


Leave a Reply

Want to join the discussion?
Feel free to contribute!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *